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The clock Kazuichi and Gundham kept on their nightstand read 3:31. In the morning, that was. Kazuichi had tried to go to sleep all the way back at 9, but he was still laying awake. He had passed the point of tossing and turning, and now he stayed flat on his back, watching the ceiling with tired eyes.
Gundham was asleep next to him. He had long abandoned their spooning position in favor of facing the wall away from him. Kazuichi didn't mind, usually it was more comfortable to sleep apart anyway. When he could actually fall asleep, that was. He was hardly even tired anymore. Trying again would be useless, but work the next morning was taunting him more and more by the minute. He needed to go to bed, and fast, or else for all he knew he'd fuck something up and break his arm with all that machinery he worked with.
His eyes burned as he glanced over at Gundham. There was one thing that was always able to knock him right out.
Would it be too rude to wake him up for sex in the middle of the night?
Probably, yeah. It would be best to forget that little idea, as much as it would probably work. He shifted onto his side, pressing up against Gundham and wrapping an arm around him to spoon him. Gundham shifted against him and it felt like home. Kazuichi's eyes fluttered shut against his boyfriend's bare back. He'd gotten used to Gundham's habits of sleeping shirtless, and quite enjoyed them most of the time. His body was like a nice, cold pillow.
Gundham was always freezing. It was wonderful. His hands brought shivers to his spine as they trailed along his body. God, that would feel so nice right now. He was aching and drenched in sweat from all the tossing and turning of the hours already passed by. What he needed was a giant ice pack wrapped around his entire body, pressed right up against him.
But he wasn't going to ask that. Maybe if it was 5 and he was that desperate to crunch in an hour and a half before he had to wake up. Gundham usually got up around 6 anyway so by that point he wouldn't be inconveniencing him that much.
For now he could just stay like this. His arms wrapped around Gundham, his eyes closed. Maybe he would be able to sleep like this. The pain in his muscles released and he was able to relax just the slightest bit more. There was a dull buzz from his brain as the thoughts trickled away. Slowly, he dozed off.
But not for very long.
The fates seemed to have it against him, didn't they?
Not much time passed before he flipped back around onto his other side and pressed his back against Gundham's.
Would it be worth it to just jerk off? That was less physically tiring and usually didn't work, but maybe?
No. He was too tired to put in any of the work himself for something that probably wouldn't help at all.
3:53. So little time had passed. He flipped onto his front and hugged his pillow, which was now too warm to be very comfortable on either side. It was covered in drool from each 5-minute bout of rest that happened which he couldn't keep up with, making laying down quite uncomfortable. He rolled onto his back again, watching the ceiling fan spin around and around, letting the air blow on him. Gundham hated the fan when he slept, but he got used to it for Kazuichi's sake. Although that did result in him hogging up the blankets more often than not. But he didn't mind, he liked the cold air. Cold like Gundham, like his hands rubbing across his body, his cold lips on his neck.
Fucking hell.
Kazuichi tossed back over to face Gundham and wrapped his arms back around him, tears pricking at his eyes. This was stupid. He squeezed Gundham tightly. Too tightly. The other man stirred and attempted to turn to face him, but Kazuichi kept his face buried in his back.
“K-Kazuichi..?” Gundham groaned, his voice was hoarse and low. It was hot. “What's wrong?” He rubbed his eyes and shifted to force Kazuichi away from his back and face him, worry quickly becoming apparent on his face. His hands gently cupped Kazuichi's cheeks and caressed them with his thumbs. They were nice and cold.
“A-Ah, sorry- you don't- you don't have to worry about it. I just can't sleep.” Kazuichi laughed weakly and held Gundham's forearms, allowing his eyes to close as he relaxed in his lover's hands.
“You look exhausted. Poor thing.” Gundham frowned and gently pecked Kazuichi's forehead, his coldness was like heaven. “All night? Have you slept at all?”
“N-Not really, no.” Kazuichi smiled and opened his eyes to gaze into Gundham's. It was adorable how worried he got over the smallest things. “But I'm fine- just hoping I can get a little bit in before I have to get up for work. Sorry to wake you up, I didn't mean to.”
“Is there anything I can do?” Gundham shifted to cradle Kazuichi in his arms. It made him feel like a bit of a princess, but he didn't mind that treatment. It was nice to have someone put in the work for him like that.
Maybe since Gundham asked if he needed anything it wouldn't be so bad to suggest it. Not like he was ever opposed to sex these days.
Kazuichi paused, trying to find the right words to say, before realizing they were simple all along.
“Ah… fuck me?”
Gundham paused, blinking at him several times before raising his eyebrows.
“Really?”
“W-Well you know it always knocks me out! I just thought maybe you would be up for it!”
“You're adorable.” Gundham pecked his nose with a soft expression “Get on your front and grab the lube. And two condoms, I'm not cleaning anything up at 4 in the morning.” His voice was low and raspy, much more casual than how he usually spoke, but Kazuichi loved it like that. Those moments where he showed the human behind the mask he wore. When he let himself be soft, or wild.
Kazuichi complied and shifted to grab condoms and lube from the nightstand, giggling to himself as he did. Gundham was behind him pulling off the plaid pajama pants he wore to sleep. When Kazuichi finally turned around to hand him the lube and condoms, he was met with needy fingers grabbing at his clothes and soft lips kissing his neck, drawing laughter from his mouth.
“C-Calm down, babe!” Kazuichi tilted his head back to leave his boyfriend more space as his boxers were tugged off in one swoop and tossed to the floor. He shrieked, but couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm. Greedy hands gripped at his ass and thighs before ripping open the condom and sliding it onto Kazuichi's now-needy cock and flipping him onto his stomach.
“I told you to get on your front. You must be a better listener than that.” Gundham whispered in his ear, the smile clear in his voice. Even in the middle of the night, he'd go to such lengths to make things better. Kazuichi would be giving him the world's best head in the morning, after he slept a decent amount, of course.
“Mmh. You're sexy when you just wake up.” Kazuichi gave Gundham a playful smirk and reached to grab onto his waist, pulling him in closer. “C'mere… too far away.”
Gundham fell forwards with a curt laugh, catching himself before he toppled completely onto Kazuichi.
“I'm right here, Kazuichi. I couldn't get too much closer if I tried.”
“But I want you to fuck me!”
“I'm working on it.” Gundham laughed as he rolled on the condom. “You're always so rushed, relax for me.” He lowered himself over Kazuichi's back, softly kissing his shoulders where they weren't covered by the tank top he wore.
“I'm sleepy and I have work tomorrow, I really just want you to wreck me enough that I pass out.”
“You don't have work tomorrow.” Gundham rolled his eyes. “You're not touching any heavy machinery on less than five hours, I'm not going to send you off to kill yourself.”
“Baby, I- fuck-” Kazuichi cut himself off with a whimper as lips and teeth latched to his neck. “I have to, I can't just take off from the shop because I feel like it.”
“It's your shop, you can do whatever you want.” Gundham briefly pulled away from Kazuichi's neck to speak. “I'll pick up an extra shift at the clinic to cover it, you'll be fine.” His teeth sank back down into soft skin and Kazuichi moaned.
“Shit- you work too much already, I can't make you do that.” Kazuichi groaned and attempted to push his ass up against Gundham, but his hips were only pinned back down to the mattress. “I'll just- fuck- I'll just take a few more walk-ins. Or stay open on Christmas.”
“If you try to stay open on Christmas, I'll kill you.” Gundham pulled away from Kazuichi's neck, a new hickey forming in the darkness, only visible because of the moonlight through the curtains.
“P-People need their cars fixed on holidays, too!” Kazuichi whined.
“They can go elsewhere. Christmas is for us. I even take off on Christmas.” Gundham sat up, generously applying lubricant to his fingers while straddling Kazuichi's hips to keep him pinned to the bed.
“I guess you're right.” Kazuichi sighed, wrapping his arms around his pillow and burying his face into it, impatiently attempting to wiggle his hips as he did so. “Are you almost ready? What are you even doing?”
“Calm yourself, my god. Kazuichi, you're insatiable.”
“I'm just curious! You're fuckin’ sitting on me! It's not like I can see!”
“You raise a fair point, but learn how to be patient.” Gundham leans in close to whisper in his ear, butterflies already flooding to Kazuichi's stomach from the motion. “Or I'll have to teach you.”
“Okay, okay.” He laughs a little, turning his head to the side and catching Gundham's lips in a quick kiss. “Maybe you can give me a lesson tonight. I wouldn't mind.”
“You would never mind.”
“Right now I would. For the love of fuck, can you please put something inside me?”
Gundham laughed, pecking his forehead and shifting off of his hips to sit next to him.
“You're funny. I think I'll keep you around.” He grabbed Kazuichi's hip to pull it closer before slipping three fingers inside him, immediately causing the other man to dig his face back into the pillow as he moaned softly.
“Ngh… fuck.” Kazuichi whimpered into the pillow as Gundham's fingers slowly moved inside him, stretching him open, pressing and rubbing just where he liked it. He always had a bit of a thing for hands, particularly Gundham's hands. They could be so precise, hitting every single spot the same way every time. Practiced and perfect.
“You're so good for me…” Gundham spoke softly and caressed Kazuichi's hair with his free hand. “And so pretty, too. What do you think about that?”
Kazuichi's heart fluttered and his body heated up. He was a sucker for praise. A muffled moan echoed through the room, followed by Gundham's soft laughter.
“Tell me what you think, Kazuichi. About what I said.”
“Asshole.” Kazuichi turned his head away from the pillow to face Gundham. He hated when he did that. Really meaning that he loved it.
“Speak.”
“G-Gundham, just fuck me…”
“I will soon. Speak to me.”
“Ah- fuck.”
Kazuichi's face was red with embarrassment. He moved an arm out from under the pillow and wrapped it around Gundham's waist.
“I- I wanna be your good boy…”
“And?”
“And- And what!”
“So pretty.”
“Jesus fucking- fine. And pretty. Just for you.”
Gundham kissed his lips and pulled his fingers out. Kazuichi whined from the absence of feeling, but anticipation built for what was coming next.
“D-Don't go easy on me, okay? If you're not letting me work I wanna be out until at least 10. Now's not the time for your sweet shit.”
“I know, I know. You like it rough, you tell me every time.” Gundham rolled his as he rubbed the lubricant on his dick, shivering from the sensation. Having Kazuichi beneath him looking like an angel certainly wasn't helping with his self-restraint, but he liked to be an ass sometimes. “You're so sexy like this.”
“You say that all the time.”
“You're sexy all the time. Is that such a problem?”
“You told me I was sexy yesterday when I got ketchup all over my shirt.”
“And?”
“God, you're a dork.” Kazuichi laughed and grabbed Gundham's hand, pulling it to his lips and giving it a gentle peck. “At least you're talking normally now. Remember when you used to call your dick a ‘dark sce-’”
Kazuichi was quickly cut off by Gundham's hand clasping over his lips.
“D-Do you want me to fuck you or not? Quit bringing that up!” Gundham's face went red and he looked away, completely embarrassed. Kazuichi only laughed and tugged his hand from his mouth.
“C'mon! Shit's funny! You're lucky you're sexy enough to get away with it!”
Kazuichi was abruptly grabbed, one of his legs pushed apart from the other to bend at the level of his hip. He snickered to himself. His teasing always got Gundham in such a twist, but that just meant he got some sort of wrecked right after. Just like he wanted. To be put in his place.
Gundham crawled over him, grabbing his hip and pulling it up slightly to line his dick up with Kazuichi's hole, then he slowly pushed into him. He sighed with relief, while Kazuichi let out a breathless moan.
“Fuck- thank you so much.” Kazuichi felt around the bed, trying to find something to hold. Gundham grabbed his hand and pecked it as if to say it wasn't a problem at all.
“Anything for you.” He whispered in his ear, remaining still inside him.
“Y-Yeah, yeah. Now- Now move, please!”
Gundham obliged, starting with a slow and steady pace, much to Kazuichi's disappointment. Still, the man below him softly moaned at the movement, melting into the bed beneath him.
“Fuck, babe… you're so good.” Kazuichi whimpered and squeezed Gundham's hand tightly. “F-Faster, please. You know I can take it.” He looked back with pleading eyes that Gundham could never resist.
“You're so pretty, aren't you?” Gundham started thrusting harder and faster, gripping at his hips harshly until his knuckles turned whiter than his pale skin. Kazuichi's whines and moans grew louder.
“Shit- I'll be so pretty for you. Always. You can do anything you want and I'll take it.” He whimpered and pushed his ass up, slightly arching his back. “I need- need more!”
“I'm right here, baby, you're doing so well for me.” Gundham slid his arm away from Kazuichi's hip and under his torso while leaning down to press against his back. “You're such a good boy.”
“I'm your good boy.. ngh!” Kazuichi grabbed his hand and pulled it in closer, chomping down on it. Gundham gasped and pulled his arm away.
“Are you? That wasn't very good.” Gundham rolled his eyes and pinned down Kazuichi's hand away from his head. “But I forgive you, sweet boy, you've had a hard night, haven't you?”
“Y-Yes, n-needed you so bad!” Kazuichi gripped at the sheets, his moans growing louder and whinier with each thrust. “Faster- please, baby! Please, fucking- more!” His nails scratched their sheets and the pillow under his head. Gundham thrust into him harder, grabbing at his hips and biting down on his back and shoulder, drawing more sweet sounds from his lips.
“You're so hot like this, Kazuichi…” Gundham groaned, nuzzling into his hair. “And you feel so good for me, so tight inside…”
“Fuck, yes, love it when you talk like that.” Kazuichi whined and moved his hand, trying to free it from Gundham's grasp. “Want you to touch me- please, please touch me!” Gundham released his hand and allowed Kazuichi to guide it up his shirt and to his nipples. He softly toyed with one of them, pinching and rubbing it between his fingers. “O-Oh yeah, just like that… you- fuck- you know just what I like.”
Gundham smiled softly and kissed along his neck, continuing to thrust hard and fast. The sight of Kazuichi below him was driving him crazy, making him desperate.
Kazuichi, on the other hand, was melting. He bit down on the pillow, pleasure building in his gut. He closed his eyes, his mind turning foggy.
“Babe- Babe I'm close, oh fuck.” He rolled his hips in time with Gundham's movements, the tempo becoming more erratic as time progressed. “God, you're everything. I need- I need it.”
“Me too, love, just keep taking it like this. I've got you.” Gundham groaned and grabbed Kazuichi's hair, tilting his head to capture his lips in a deep kiss. Kazuichi kissed back desperately, lips chasing each other.
All Kazuichi's words transformed to desperate chants of ‘please’ and ‘more.’ Their bodies moved faster together as they both grew closer and closer to climax. Just like every time, it was heavenly. Nothing was ever better for either of them than falling into bed together. Even if they were already in bed.
“Gundham, baby, ‘m gonna cum…” Kazuichi whimpered, grinding down against the bed to get any friction at all on his dick. “P-Please, can I cum?”
“Of course, sweetheart, show me how good it feels.” Gundham kissed his forehead and whispered to him with a growl in his throat.
Kazuichi grew whinier and grabbier, and it didn't take much longer until one particularly hard thrust shot him over the edge. He came into his condom with several whimpers and quickly started squirming under Gundham's grasp.
“Y-You, too! Need you!” He choked out, drool rolling down his chin. “You- needa cum!”
“R-Relax, Kazuichi, I will.” Gundham nuzzled the back of Kazuichi's neck with soft moans escaping his lips. “You're so- so needy.” His breath hitched as he spoke and he drilled his eyes shut, feeling around to grab Kazuichi's hand again.
“Shit, Gundham.” Kazuichi smiled and spoke breathlessly. “Your voice is so hot like this, w-why don't you talk when you're close more often?”
“You flatter me,” Gundham mumbled onto his neck, followed by more jumbled and incoherent words. The feeling built up in his body, rising like heat until he couldn't take it anymore. “Mh, Kazuichi…”
“Y-Yeah?”
“No- No, I was just saying your name.”
“Shit- sorry-”
“Don't be sorry- I just- fuck!”
Gundham bit down on Kazuichi's shoulder and came. Strings of words fell from his lips and over Kazuichi's skin, none of them comprehensible, but all of them filled with adoration for the man beneath him.
Both of them took several moments to come down from their respective highs. Gundham pulled out rather quickly, earning a whimper from Kazuichi, who then shifted to sit. They removed their condoms, tied them off, and Gundham tossed them in the trash can by the nightstand.
“I hope you sleep well.” Gundham wrapped his arms around Kazuichi and pulled him down to the bed. “I'll turn your alarms off and send out the shop notice for you. Rest as long as you need, alright?”
Kazuichi smiled as he relaxed against Gundham's body, closing his eyes and nodding slowly at his words. His little solution had worked, just like he knew it would. As a bonus, he got to fall asleep right in Gundham's chest, soft and cold like the perfect pillow.
“Good night, my prince. I'll talk to you later.” Gundham pecked his forehead as he finally dozed off.